Jiang Ling was in a daze, and when he heard that Yantong had a solution, he immediately came over, "What solution do you have, tell me quickly."
"Don't worry, listen to me and tell you carefully." Wen Yantong said, "You are locked up here now, when the people from the government come, it is best if they can take you away, if you can't escape, you There is no way out."
Jiang Ling seemed to be able to imagine the serious consequences of Wen Yantong's words, and even his voice trembled, "Then what should I do? I, I don't want to be with them..."
"Now go and tell the people outside that you are willing to accept them as their boss, and then discuss matters with them." Wen Yantong said.
"No, no!" Jiang Ling said urgently, "It is impossible for me to join forces with them, I don't want to seek rebellion!"
"It's not asking you to seek rebellion, but you need to break into the interior, help the government, and defeat them with internal and external cooperation." Wen Yantong lowered his voice, and said persuasively, "This is the time for you to show your sincerity and make contributions."
Jiang Ling froze for a moment, "I'll be an internal response?"
Wen Yantong said, "Think about it, the group of private soldiers your father cultivated is quite capable, and they can even entangle you on the top of the mountain and rescue you from the palace. When the government comes, they will probably have to fight a fierce battle with them , if you help the government arrest these rebels at this time, wouldn’t it be a great achievement?”
Jiang Ling said, "But I, I don't know how to help the government."
Wen Yantong smiled and said, "Don't worry, you just need to gain their trust now. You tell them that you have figured it out. The royal family forced you to ransack your house, kill your father and brother, and forced you to flee for your life. You must take revenge and fight back."
Jiang Ling stared, "How can I say such outrageous words!"
Wen Yantong clicked his tongue, "It's just acting. You have to convince them that you have the determination to take revenge. Jiang Ling, if you want to survive, you must show ten percent of your acting skills. If they see the clues, you There is no way out."
Jiang Ling was trembling all over when he heard it, his back was covered with sweat, and Wen Yantong's words kept ringing in his ears, making his hands and feet cold.
Wen Yantong heard that he was silent, so he didn't say any more, thinking that these should be enough.
Last night, Chi Jingxi told her that to find a way to persuade Jiang Ling to pretend to submit to these masked people and to break this tight organization, it would take a lot of effort to just hit from the outside, but it would be much easier to attack from the inside and outside.
Her words have been so clear. If Jiang Ling refused to agree, he would have to be executed in the end, because the Jiang family's private soldiers would be defeated in the end, and only a few escaped alive.
But if Jiang Ling agreed and made a contribution to this matter, then his ending would be hard to say.
Today, after Wen Yantong devoted herself to this story, she no longer cares about how many things she can change. Instead, she tries her best to change their ending.
As a small cannon fodder in the text, whether Jiang Ling can rewrite his fate is entirely up to him.
He hesitated and considered for a long time on the other side, and finally made a decision, and said to Wen Yantong, "If I have made contributions to this matter, can I really survive?"
Wen Yantong hesitated about this question, but to be honest, she didn't know either.
But thinking of Chi Jingxi's words last night, she nodded, "I will definitely do it, and I will guarantee it in the name of Young Master."
As Chi Jingxi said last night, if Jiang Ling agrees to be an internal response, there will be a way out.
Jiang Ling said, "Okay, I am willing to pretend to submit to them, Wen Yantong, you are the only one who knows about this, and you are the only one I can trust. You must not break the contract."
Wen Yantong said firmly, "I won't."
She felt Jiang Ling's desperation, she was a little moved by it, and said, "But don't worry, you are not alone, pay attention to the person with the red rope on the left shoulder, he is the official's internal response, you can trust."
"A red string on the left shoulder?" Jiang Ling wondered, "What kind of red string? Is it obvious?"
Wen Yantong repeated what Chi Jingxi said, "Anyway, it's different from other people's, just look carefully."
Jiang Ling silently memorized her words, then got up and called the masked man, expressing that he had figured it out.
The masked man immediately went to ask the leader for instructions, but after a while, someone came back and opened the door, letting Jiang Ling out.
He was robbed out at night, and he hadn't seen the real appearance of this entrenched place. He looked around for a while, and then was led through most of the town, suddenly dumbfounded.
The masked men patrolling back and forth on both sides of the road actually had a red rope tied around their left shoulders. At a glance, Jiang Ling felt that they were all the same.
He looked at it carefully for a long time, but he couldn't find the one that was different, and his heart was full of old blood.
For the next time, only Wen Yantong was left, without Jiang Ling's nagging voice next door. And after that night, Chi Jingxi never came again.
Meals were still delivered as usual, although the meals were simple and nothing delicious, but Wen Yantong didn't pick anything, she was full after every meal, to ensure her physical strength and spirit.
She would only be let out when she was about to go to the latrine, but she was also guarded, and she could occasionally catch a glimpse of what it looked like here, and the rest of the time she was locked up in the small dark room.
For several days in a row, she was locked in the room. Because she was worried about the safety of Chi Jingxi and Fu Zixian, the time passed very tormented.
But she always comforted herself that the fate of these Jiang Jiabing soldiers was fixed, and there was no chance of turning over. Now they had to wait patiently, and wait for the officials from the government to survey the terrain and set up ambushes around them before they could act.
So take it easy.
Unfortunately, something happened to Fu Zixian suddenly.
One day, a young man delivered food to Wen Yantong, and asked a lot, "You don't have anything valuable with you, do you? If you do, hand it over quickly."
Wen Yantong just took over the job bowl, and when he heard this, he immediately put the job bowl on the ground, handed out the silver bill in his arms, the jade pendant on his waist, and the hairpin on his head, and pretended to flatter and smiled, "This is I have all my belongings, that’s all, brother, take them all away.”
Seeing her being so decisive, the young man was stunned for a moment, then he took everything down and said, "You're smarter, unlike that one, who couldn't even stand up after being beaten."
Wen Yantong suddenly realized that the "that" in his mouth might refer to Fu Zixian, so his expression suddenly changed, "What did you say? What's wrong with that?!"
The young man gave her a dissatisfied look.
Wen Yantong immediately concealed his gaffe and forced a smirk, "Brother, are you talking about the young master of the Fu family? I have some friendship with him, so I want to ask him what happened."
The young man took her things, made an exception and said a few words, "Our leader wanted to take a jade tablet from him, but he refused to give up, and started to do it on the spot, so he didn't know what to do, so of course we will be taught a lesson. I've been lying on the bed for half a day now, life and death are unpredictable."
Wen Yantong was so startled that his voice trembled a little, "But...isn't he the son of Prime Minister Fu? Why do you guys do anything to him?"
The young man thought she was asking too many questions, so he said in a vicious voice, "What does this have to do with you, if you are sensible, just stay calm and don't say anything, or you will be next!"
Wen Yantong had no choice but to stop asking, after he left, the meal was extremely restless.
Fu Zixian shouldn't be so hard-headed, he is not Mu Yang, how could he not know how to be flexible, and he was labeled like this for a jade token
She walked around the house in a hurry with the meal in her hand,
Does this jade tablet have special meaning to him
Is it a relic left by his mother
But even so, after these people are caught by the government, the jade cards can still be taken back. Why is he so stubborn
Wen Yantong couldn't figure it out, Fu Zixian in her impression shouldn't be like this, he is very smart, although he is a bit shy.
She finished a bowl of rice in a hurry, and suddenly realized that she couldn't wait any longer, she had to do something, otherwise Chi Jingxi might also be injured.
So when the masked man came to collect the bowl, she stopped him and said in a low voice, "Brother, can you give me a word for your leader?"
The man looked at her inexplicably, as if he didn't want to pay attention, and turned to leave, Wen Yantong said again, "The clear spring reflects the reed flowers."
When the masked man heard this, he looked at her in shock, and was shocked.
Wen Yantong only put on an inscrutable look, "Go quickly."
The masked man ran out in a hurry, even forgetting to collect the bowl. Wen Yantong waited in the room a little nervously for a while, then heard footsteps coming from outside the door again.
She immediately stood up straight, making sure that her expression was deep and she did not miss any clues.
The door was pushed open, and a tall man with a red mask strode in, looking up and down at Wen Yantong.
Wen Yantong just stood still, his eyes seemed to be covered with frost, trying to imitate Chi Jingxi's appearance, looking at him with cold eyes, making people unpredictable.
She didn't know how much she had learned. After a moment of stalemate, the man spoke first, "You said that?"
Wen Yantong then said, "The clear spring reflects the reed flowers."
The red mask asked, "Is there water in the clear spring?"
"There is no clear spring, but there is an ink pond." Wen Yantong said.
This is a very secret code of Jiang Jiabing, and only a few leaders know it. The Jiang family has internal support arranged by the royal family, but they have never had contact with this group of private soldiers. The only thing is this code.
I read from the book that after the Jiang family's soldiers were defeated by the government, only one leader remained among the few who escaped, and was found by the Jiang family's insider. The book specially wrote the scene of them exchanging codes.
It's just that it happened later, when Wen Yantong realized what he should do, he took out this code.
This is a very risky move. If she is not careful, her head will be lost. She is not sure that she can gain a lot of trust, but as long as she has five or six points, it is enough.
The red mask didn't immediately believe her when she saw the signal. He just questioned, "Why did you get caught here?"
"You have to ask your subordinates." Wen Yantong said calmly.
"Then why didn't you say it earlier?" the red mask asked again.
Wen Yantong said, "It's not necessary, I don't want to reveal my identity."
"Is it necessary now?"
Wen Yantong frowned, "You have done stupid things, I don't want to be implicated by you."
Knowing that she was referring to Fu Zixian, the red mask was silent for a moment and said, "It has already been punished."
Wen Yantong became fierce all of a sudden, "What's the use of punishment! Do you know how much effort I have spent to gain their trust!"
The red mask looked at her coldly, "Doesn't hinder his trust in you?"
Wen Yantong was not frightened either, and sneered, "You have acted rashly and let my plan fall short, and now you are still trying to find death. If I hadn't considered Master Jiang's kindness, I would have put aside the relationship and let you fend for yourself."
The red mask was silent, and after a while he said, "What do you want?"
Hearing what he said, Wen Yantong breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had initially believed it, rubbed the cold sweat in his hands, and said in a still calm voice, "I want to see Young Master Jiang."